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OOC sorry for the delay, things should be back to normal now.
Captain Merlo collects the books and possesions of the dead mage, and takes the lead. You travel out of the inn and through the streets, still muddy and humid from the rain, and down to the waterfront. The peirs are a busy place, ships and barges being loaded and unloaded, seaside markets hawking fish, supplies and items to numerous to count, to an ornate and brightly colored boat sitting at a small pier. The craft is a shallow bottomed river raft, broad in beam, with a house more suited to a field of grass in rolling hills than a wooden deck in a large port city built on the deck. You have never seen anything quite like it, a small tower sits aside the thatch roofed dwelling and there is even a small water wheel rotating beside the tower.
The captain calls to the Boat, and is given permission to come aboard by a crewman in a seamans uniform. The party steps aboard and is lead into the houses main room, and seated in comfort around a roaring fireplace and offered refreshments by the crewman. A few minutes later a younged robed man enters from a side door, and talkes to Captain Merlo, who hands over the books. The apprentice takes the books and goes back through the door he entered from.
"We should wait a while" says the captain, as he pours himself a second brandy. "Nortsa is a learned man who has travelled far and studied much, if anyone can tell us of that book, it is he."
The captain sits by the fire, stretches out in the warmth and sips the brandy.
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